Suddenly he stopped in front of me and threw down his arms.

"Mary," he said, "if Mother were at home, she _would_ despise us for selfishness, wouldn't she just ?" "I don't think it's selfish to want spare things for our gardens, if she gives us leave," said I.
"I'm not thinking of that," said Arthur; "and you're not selfish, you never are; but she would despise me, and Adela, and Harry, because we've taken your game, and got our parts, and you've made that preposterous bonnet for Adela to be the Weeding Woman in--much she'll weed!--" "I _shall_ weed," said Adela.
"Oh, yes! You'll weed,--Groundsel!--and leave Mary to get up the docks and dandelions, and clear away the heap.

But, never mind.

Here we've taken Mary's game, and she hasn't even got a part." "Yes," said I, "I have; I have got a capital part.

I have only to think of a name." "How shall you be dressed ?" asked Adela.
"I don't know yet," said I."I have only just thought of the part." "Are you sure it's a good-enough one ?" asked Harry, with a grave and remorseful air; "because, if not, you must take Francis le Vean.